KKJU

"Klinik Kesihatan Jinjang Utara." Thats it! This is the place! We drove in to the small compund and parked right beside the Jinjang dental clinic (,which is just beside the community clinic). I stood at the entrance and Ok...so, this is how a community clinic looks like...

People are hustling in and out of the single storey building. All seems to be immersed in their own micro activity. Some are holding little cardboards, flipping it back to front and front to back again. Some are checking on the packets of pills prescribed. Some are scribbling. Some are talking. While some just stares blankly.

There is queue here and there and everywhere. Short queues, long queues. Crooked lines and straight lines. It is hard to tell how long they have been waiting and how many more queues to go before they are done. Red numbers are blinking here and there, directing the patient traffics to their respective consultation rooms. Occasionally, the nurses will pop their head out of the rooms and yelled out some name. The pharmacists too, are calling for patients to collect their prescribed medications. Bewildered by the noice and the crowds, I seems to be the only stationary object standing at the entrance.

Thank God! Everything went quite smoothly. We met with the nurses' head, a nice lady with a sweet smile. She brought us to see a doctor, didn't manage to get her name though. And after a few quick questions from her, it is more or less sorted out. It didn't take long and I don't think we should be taking much of her time because when we were in her room, patients and nurses were coming in and out, interrupting our conversations. But then again, we are actually the one disturbing. I overheard a few things while I was standing in her little, compact room which makes me go "whoa!"

Patient: Doktor, saya sudah lama batuk. Makan ubat pun masih batuk.
< Doctor, I have been coughing for quite some time, even after medications >

Doctor: Mmm...( flipping the patient's records), apa ubat awak ambil?
< Mmm...(flipping the patient's records), what medications did you take?>

Patient: Tak tau...Saya pergi Hospital Selayang, mereka kata jantung saya ada lubang...
< Don't know...I went to Selayang Hospital and they said there's a hole in my heart...>

A nurse came in and the patient was put on hold. I don't recall her knocking the door but anyway, she came in and showed the doctor a patient's profile, who was referred to a hospital but was sent back here for medication. But, wait!! I mean..whoa! a hole in the heart, doesn't that sounds serious to you?

Nurse: Doctor, this patient was referred to the hospital but now they sent him back here for medication.

Doctor: (looking at the profile)...blood sugar level is twenty plus..oh,ok.. i see...this patient was refered because of uncontrolled diabetes.

Doctor: Kaki dia sudah potong ah? (in a very 'selamba' tone)
< has he got his leg amputated?>

*blink! blink!* Whoa! all these people are talking as if all these are nothing but normal, mundane happenings.

After getting the stuffs settled, we were then introduced to two IMU's students who are also doing their posting there. My gut shrinks and twist tightly. One of them was holding a notebook while observing whatever those people are doing. Gosh! I felt like I got shot by a shrinking machine and the few nanometres me is now shaking hands with the two gigantic IMU girls. But one of them do look really nice, pretty and sweet though...I figure out that I'll probably like her better. Haha. Hope we can all get along when we are starting our postings soon though it seems that the doctor and nurses are quite keen to get us started right at that moment.